My kindergarten teacher telling my parents I was never going to amount to anything b/c I wrote from right to left.
Bad luck was when my dad found out I had backed into the neighbor’s car.
My first day at West Ottawa High School! I thought they needed street lights!
The time that we had 4 flat tires on vacation.
The tent …..
When Jess and Josh graduated.
Leaving a kid at college.
Falling down the stairs at Tina’s beauty contest.
My aunt getting her head stuck in a steering wheel.
Going to Marion College.
Afraid Jess would have to have head surgery.
Celebrations at Aunt Winnie’s house.
Talking with my mom.
My wedding 25 years ago.
Having my kids.
Losing my grandparents.
My accident 25 years ago.
Learning to drive the shift stick.
Having Jim create a surprise rommantic weekend.
Going to White Fish Point for our 25th wedding anniversary.
Reflective piece:
Though we’ve raised our kids to be independent, I dread the day we drop both of the kids off at Indiana Wesleyan University. It seems like Jessica is starting a new era, as is Josh. Jess is a leader in her fraternity and employment. Josh is entering a new, kind of scary era. Jim and I are not helicopter parents. We want to see the eaglets soar. It somehow seems impossible that only 27 years ago I made the trip to Marion Indiana, where I met and fell in love with the love of my life.
I want the same for my kids. I don’t know that Jess and Josh will find their mates at college. There are some wonderful candidates right here in the community. Jim and I only want them to be happy. I pray God’s will be made abundantly clear.
I’m excited to learn new things about my husband. It seems like this time of our lives has brought us to a new level of defining the word: “cherish.” Who is that old lady looking back at me in the mirror? Where did all that gray hair come from? (gasp!) Are those wrinkles? Surely not! (sigh) My prince matches my hair and wrinkles---he has earned them as have I. We look forward to another 25 years of happy marriage. How can I describe how this all feels?
My music lays dormant within me. It begs to reach out and express these turbulent emotions within me. How can I shape words to describe the season of releasing my children---stretching the apron strings---leaving a known world--and stepping onto a shoreline completely foreign to me? Music will ebb and flow. Words can be so limiting.
I guess in the scheme of things, a key change might be appropriate to describe this part of my life. The rhythm doesn’t have to slow, but the key might. This would symbolize keeping a part of the past (i.e. same people in different environments). A key change would symbolize keeping some of the past and embracing the bright changes for the future. I want to live a life with no regrets.
Writing Out Of The Day
This was so amazing. I cannot believe I'm here. I've learned so very much. This time will be so dear!
I've learned some neat ideas. Some new friends I've made. I can't wait to do all this. I see why Delia raved!
The food and fellowship was great! Technology was too---- It's time now to say good night.... We'll be back---wa hoo!!!
Writing Into The Day
List of possible writing prompts:
List of writing prompts:Reflective piece:
Though we’ve raised our kids to be independent, I dread the day we drop both of the kids off at Indiana Wesleyan University. It seems like Jessica is starting a new era, as is Josh. Jess is a leader in her fraternity and employment. Josh is entering a new, kind of scary era. Jim and I are not helicopter parents. We want to see the eaglets soar. It somehow seems impossible that only 27 years ago I made the trip to Marion Indiana, where I met and fell in love with the love of my life.
I want the same for my kids. I don’t know that Jess and Josh will find their mates at college. There are some wonderful candidates right here in the community. Jim and I only want them to be happy. I pray God’s will be made abundantly clear.
I’m excited to learn new things about my husband. It seems like this time of our lives has brought us to a new level of defining the word: “cherish.” Who is that old lady looking back at me in the mirror? Where did all that gray hair come from? (gasp!) Are those wrinkles? Surely not! (sigh) My prince matches my hair and wrinkles---he has earned them as have I. We look forward to another 25 years of happy marriage. How can I describe how this all feels?
My music lays dormant within me. It begs to reach out and express these turbulent emotions within me. How can I shape words to describe the season of releasing my children---stretching the apron strings---leaving a known world--and stepping onto a shoreline completely foreign to me? Music will ebb and flow. Words can be so limiting.
I guess in the scheme of things, a key change might be appropriate to describe this part of my life. The rhythm doesn’t have to slow, but the key might. This would symbolize keeping a part of the past (i.e. same people in different environments). A key change would symbolize keeping some of the past and embracing the bright changes for the future. I want to live a life with no regrets.Writing Out Of The Day
This was so amazing.I cannot believe I'm here.
I've learned so very much.
This time will be so dear!
I've learned some neat ideas.
Some new friends I've made.
I can't wait to do all this.
I see why Delia raved!
The food and fellowship was great!
Technology was too----
It's time now to say good night....
We'll be back---wa hoo!!!